I traveled to Boston for my second visit to spend my first Thanksgiving with my Memere, Pepere, Aunt Allyson and Uncle Darren. The Sunday before we left, we had a pre-thanksgiving lunch with Grandpa, Nana, Aunt Sally Ann and Uncle Clint. So I had two Thanksgivings this year, but didn't
really get to experience the gluttony since I still can't eat food. Boo. It all looked pretty tasty though, especially my Memere's lemon meringue pie.
A tradition that both my families share is
going to get a Christmas tree the day after
Thanksgiving (we're going this weekend in Richmond) and I helped pick out the Perron Christmas tree. I found my own mini tree, but mommie and daddy wouldn't let me try to take it as a carry-on. I also went into Boston and cruised around Fanueil Hall, but my parent's forgot to take a picture. Slackers.
My dad has titled the picture of me in my pink fleece: "Look, a bear in the woods!"
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2 comments:
I think everyone knows where the real thanksgiving was... we will not fall for your propaganda.
I think you need to update this page....where's Christmas and Easter? Some folks do keep up with this precious babe through this site. No I am not a voyeur......Sp?
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